The Truth

• Isla Corlett, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2021

The feel of freedom
The lightness of all of it
We understand each other
Enjoy this moment
There is no need to go fast
When I pull away
Iridescent pools
I fear I will get lost in them
But there is just light
This is what they mean
The trance you become in
When you love someone.
But is it true love
Is it love or is it death
We may understand
That it is the time that we turn the corner of end
To find out the truth.
The knife stabs my heart
Into the cold rotten world
My soul pours out too
This cannot be true
I reach but my heart’s stopping
I can’t help myself
I have to see it
The worlds failed experiments
What we have become
The Truth of us now